Social Entropy

Social Entropy

In life, one will always encounter those who think that what they have to say contains meaning; they think that their words contain profound truths of the world at hand. In reality, they know nothing more than nouns and verbs, singing the stereotypical hymn of ignorance. They talk about the fantasies of man and the envious perfection of such. They know nothing of the genuine truth, or of what the future holds. Most men in such situations would force an asinine expression of acceptance, only to avoid any ideas of hypocritical animosity. They find it impossible to proclaim the true inmost thoughts of their heart; they would never insult such ignorance, nor would they want the same from another. Why is it so necessary then for people to preserve such ignorance? Why supplement such idiocy with additional idiocy? It is to my great dismay that I should take such actions as "true." It incenses me to no end that this ignorance is actually acceptable in society. A great man is one who, when in the midst of a great company, denounces all idiocy and speaks the truest of truths. A man that can falsify the stranded hearts of the common is a man that I shall give all my praise. This is a man that deserves all ears and no opposition.

Petty insults are mere placebos. An unfounded, unjust, arbitrary, or even genuine insult should be paid no more attention to than the drunken babble of an old man. To believe such ignorant phrases is to insult one's own genius; to take true even the truest of insults is to go against thy very self. Whatever one calls another is simply a simile that emulates the actual truth. The prudent thing to do would be to simply ignore all insults, for they are only contrived by men to offset their own ignorance. For a man to call another a monster is for that man to call the latter a saint. To take every insult as a compliment, and replace said insult with the actual truth-this is genius.

The badge of age has manifested itself into an omnipotent among men. This false god has gained unjustified power among all others. He stands corrected by no one and finds it very acceptable to mock all that youth him. Yet, in the world of truth, a youth can talk with unrivaled brilliance the truths of the world no different than any man of age. He can romanticize, not sensationalize, everything said "god" can equally. It would seem that he is able to make his seniors quite moot yet is unable to by the wall of age. Why is it that the age of a man illuminates experience? That the years that one man has failed translate to a later foreseen success? I implore you, go out and make known your brilliance, regardless of age or badge or name or title. Walk the streets as whatever you are rather than what your age is. Make known that even though you lack this experience, such experience which society so often sensationalizes, you can still outperform even the most high of society. Any man, regardless of age, can strike fear into the heart of a man simply by his brilliance, his character, and his heart.

Who can define kindness save the very person who is to initiate such acts? Is there a billboard inside the office of the world that outlines such kindness? And suppose these outlines do not emulate the outlines in your heart? No organization, spiritual or concrete, should ever place their views on a man. And to follow such is to obliterate all foundation of your soul. Why then does a stingy hand warrant such animosity? Does generosity warrant a discarding of your own personal morals? Never! Fret not on how your acts will be taken by society, but rather how it is foreseen in your mind. It is prudent to appreciate a set of acts that warrant generosity, yet there is no stone tablet that can outline the receivers save the stone tablet in your heart. Kindness is a placebo. Kind acts should receive no more appreciation than everyday acts, and should not be taken differently.

Never apologize for anything, lest you live a lie. If all actions taken by a man are true to his heart, there is nothing he has to apologize for. For him to apologize is for him to question the integrity of his own heart. What a man does is what his heart does, and his heart is never wrong. A man is to live opposed to all opposition regardless of any outcome or any fictitious view of others.

Such an array of diversity our language is. Such a marvelous display of choices to both insult and compliment, strengthen and disseminate. Why is it then that such words receive censor? Why is such brilliance unheard and such ignorance forgotten? I would give no more heed to s*** and f*** then I would to friend or foe. A word such as n***** should demonstrate no more hate than any other insulting word. No more than the sky juxtaposes brilliant colors of blue and white does such words deserve censorship. What integrity is given to our fathers if such laws are ignored, if the foundations of our freedom are discarded like an old, out-of-date pastime? I ask you not to fret upon the arrangement of words used, but rather the man who uses them. A mindless fool could appreciate all of society's censorship while a brilliant man can comprise his vocabulary with said censorship. Does this brilliance become moot with